Minion Horde Raiding Party Leader
Have you seen my Minion Raiding Party?
My Minion Raiding Party kicked your butt
My Minion Raiding party broke your nose
My Minion Raiding Party stole all my clothes
I went trick or treating at DemonKnight's Lair
I got fooled on April Fools Day
Dark Chronicle - Golden Donor
Silver Goblet Commemorating Ringing in 2010 with Bloodletting.org
Dracula scared the $@&% out of me this Halloween, 2010
Golden Goblet Commemorating Ringing in 2011 with Bloodletting.org
I survived the great Bloodout of 2011...with only minor withdrawal symptoms
Ruby hilted Sword commemorating the Bloodletting 5 Year Anniversary
DemonKnight stole my Halloween candy and replaced it with SPAM!, 2011
Dracula the Snowman brought me some Holiday Cheer - Christmas 2011
Zeddicus Zorander fooled me again on April Fools 2012
Limited Edition DemonKnight Trading Card for 6 Year Anniversary
I visited the Realm Haunted House on Halloween 2012 and an Elder took all my candy!
I roamed the realm on Christmas Day 2012
Best Family Group 2012
Best RP March 2014
Best RP March 2015
Holy Crap that is a lot of city searches Award
Celebrating Nine years of Bloodletting - October 2015
I roamed the realm on Christmas Day 2015
White chocolate Otter Pops - Easter 2017
Blood Dagger commemorating the Bloodletting 12th Anniversary
Dr Van Helsing swoons at the sight me

[covers the woman in drink umbrellas.][hiccups.] Fruit punch in Cancun isn't really fruit punch ..is it.[staggers, steadies herself using Maeve.] You look so pretty tonight ..not that you don't look as pretty any other night.[tries to figure out if that sounded badly.] Haiiii.

-appraises- Ja, more than likely. People are frightened by the unknown. Especially strong, unknown forces.. like yourself, Fraulein.-chuckles- For me it is the exact opposite. -sighs- I am a people magnet..

Livia was indeed packing her things for a small trip to somewhere more rural. A place she went when she needed rest and time to recover from physical ailments. The Taiga. And over the course of the last year, the Slayer had somewhat come to appreciate the more rural locales over bustling cities. Maybe it was old age. Maybe it was a need for quiet. Or maybe it reminded her of the one she loved and felt somehow closer to him being there. Regardless, it was the wolf whistle and call for her to come out and play that caught her attention. Peeking from an open window, Livia looked down to see...Maeve? Of all people to visit, this was one she hadn't expected.

"Lo, there do I see my father.
Lo, there do I see my mother,
and my sisters, and my brothers.
Lo, there do I see the line of my people,
Back to the beginning!

Lo, they do call to me.
They bid me take my place among them,
In the halls of Valhalla!
Where the brave may live forever!”

Because if Maeve was going to drop a 'yo', Livia might as well recite the Viking Prayer. It just seemed right.

-chuckles- Ja.. she might need to have a few drinks. Maybe light something on fire. Kill something. Anything to get her to express herself. -frowns and sighs- Honestly, I do not think anything will resolve how she feels.

He tilts his head as he appraises her and gives just a hint of a smile that does reach his eyes. "I see what most do not, Maeve. Most people do not understand war. Often times many think that strength is proof of how tough they are.. that they will survive through strength alone. They show no respect to their adversaries. They think when someone fears them, it is what makes them great. They take advantage of their strength. If you use your strength to bend the will of people, two things will happen. One.. people will jump on your bandwagon.. self perseverance and all.. and as soon as one falls, they will find another to sidle up to.. quite possibly the enemy. Two, people will despise you and rise to kill you. And I think you understand this. You have always been respectful to me. You understand the concept of respect and honour even though I know, at any moment, you could obliterate me and most people here. I think, maybe, people need to realise this. You have grace where others do not. Screaming at people, speaking down one's nose to people, this does not garner respect or loyalty from others. So, ja, no need to thank me. Thank you for being a true warrior in a sea of counterfeits." Thick lips press a gentle kiss to her cheek. "And she might like that, ja. I know she has holed herself up from the world. Painting. Ile de Re, I believe. But it is one of her favorite spots and she is.. a creature of habit."

-nods in understanding- You are a strong, old soul, Maeve. Not one to be pushed upon. Anyone that takes for granted your kindness, your strength, your determination, should possibly rethink their existence. I know how lovely you can be but I do not mistake your kindness, your softness, for weakness. I appreciate the quiet reserve you have. I just wish others could see this, in you. Do not go, do not sleep. Find your destiny, ja? And if you must, show them how life truly is.

-laughs deeply- Ja Fraulein, exactly. -cants head, appraises her- So how have you truly been? It is good to see your face grace the streets once more.-voice lowers, not one to express any emotion- I have missed our chats.

[nods ..but not in understanding.] So you are a trained Ninja then Miss Maeve?[stares inquisitively, innocently.] I think that would be really cool! Do you think you can teach me how to do that? [wonders what it would be like.] Gosh, there's so many things I love ..I would just be popping all over the place!

[scrunches nose.] Did they smell like dead zombies?[sprays air freshener outside Maeve's door, lingering scents and all.] Maybe Columbia would be a better place?[shifty eyes.] I hear things are more 'lively' there..[giggles.]

*laughs as she tosses out the old clothes**man her memory was failing her* Were we breaking things? Did my eyes look glazed over? *maybe Edward had hit her too hard in the head?* *sheeps* I fear I don't remember...but you're much prettier to look at than the Scot. *winks*